"The Arbitration Tribunal of the Holy See, two Believers, plus the Son of Light Liu Hao personally leading the team-this lineup is not to be underestimated."
"And these fellows have quite the ambition. Yet relying merely on this bit of strength is far too dismissive of me." Xiao Yan's eyes slowly deepened. Combined with that violent and dangerous gaze in Liu Hao's eyes, he seemed to have guessed something as well. Immediately, his body-which had just recovered a sliver of strength-trembled continuously, and a demon cube resembling a devil fruit pulsed slowly.
The Demon Cube was quite joyful, appearing extremely elated by Xiao Yan's summons. It cheered, seemingly despising all light in the world.
"Son of Light Liu Hao, Believer Austin, what on earth do you mean!" At this moment, Yao Wanyuan erupted into complete fury.
A thousand years ago, Yao Wanyuan was still an infant in swaddling clothes when the Holy See arrived in person, indiscriminately executing the contemporary patriarch of their Yao Clan. Even he did not know the specific reason, but ever since then, the Holy Soul of the Yao Clan had gone missing. To protect the Yao Clan, the Yao Clan had not officially declared war on the Holy See for a thousand years, but a blood debt had to be paid in blood.
Now that others were bullying them right to their doorstep, could they possibly act like cowards shrinking back into their shells?
To be a hero for a second, or a coward for a lifetime?
Hard to choose?
Yet in Yao Wanyuan's heart, slaying the Holy See to wash away the humiliation was the most important thing!
"Since the Saintess of the Gu Clan has spoken, then regarding the matters of Yao Xuan and the others, we will apologize on behalf of Lord